 At Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Arizona
You know you’ve hit the border because of the wall-- two stories & grid- like holes punched into the metal so at least the wind can get through. Someone on the US side has pinned a frog--tucked each flipper into an O and left him spread-eagle & reaching. Through the O’s you see that along the Mexico side of the wall, a man drives an 80’s sedan with the window down. He waves. You wave in return. You walk along the border following the wall wondering why it is we need another wall, more barriers. You note the silence. Not even the wind utters a word. The cactus, arms raised, salute you in the distance. © Kimberly Williams
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Kimberly WilliamsKimberly has been fortunate to travel to half the Spanish-speaking countries in the world by the time she was forty. As a traveler into different cultures, she has learned to listen ask questions, and seek points of connections. This page is meant to offer different points of connections between writers, words, ideas, languages, and imaginations. Thank you for visiting. Archives
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